The One Fueled by Heineken and Procrastination

It's just a day, like any other day. A beautiful day for an accident, let's say.

I haven't rambled in a while. I figure now's as good a time as any.

  • Never underestimate how cathartic cleaning can be to a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder. I spent the last hour or so alone with a shaver (for my face) and a toothbrush (for my shoes). The fact that there are some things you can take care of and place under your control brings a semblance of order, as small as it may be, to a chaotic mindset.
  • The new Death Cab album is actually pretty good. I don't see why some people don't like it. Oh well. It gets a positive rating from me.
  • I need an academic ass-kicking after last semester. My first pass marks after like, five Semesters of Uni. Not the end of the world, I know. But still, it brought my average down to 74.875. A SUB-DISTINCTION OVERALL WAM! NOT COOL! The perfectionist within me is thisclose to committing Seppuku. The procrastinator within me is lazily sitting in a hammock, drinking beer, watching the perfectionist contemplate Seppuku.
  • I think I'm getting closer to having the loose screws in my head taken care of. Hopefully.
  • I'm actually interested in getting a job for this summer. As long as it's related to Psychology.
  • I am hoping against hope that the "end-of-year holiday/escape almighty" still proceeds as planned. Please please please please please? I need to get out of here!
  • I wonder how it's all gonna work out? I'm this close to pressing the button. I'm still tossing up between "things are better left unsaid" and "it's better to get everything out in the open."

Anyways, over and out.

- marty..

END COMMUNICATION.

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